This week’s maternity post isn’t really a winner on the thrifted front, but it is definitely a winner on the bump front. I am thrilled to have a legitimate bump! I do feel like this dress still sort of succeeds in a secondhand way because I when I bought this dress from Forever 21 in 2001 I had a different life and was a completely different person. Anthony and I were together then, of course, but I was definitely living the life of a childless, singlish woman. I went out dancing regularly and tolerated shopping at Forever 21, for instance. I loved this dress from the moment I saw it and still do, though now I only wear it as a maternity dress. I discovered its stretchy jersey fabric was perfect for an expanding waistline while pregnant with Isobel and it’s too stretched out to wear it without a belly now.
When I went outside to take this photo Isobel was having too much fun making fairy houses to want to follow me, but then when she saw me editing these photos she became very upset that she wasn’t in them. Maybe she’ll join us next week, but maybe she’ll have another fairy subdivision that needs to be developed. We’ll find out.
The chunky gold-tone chain necklace was purchased at an estate sale run by my former favorite thrift store owner and friend, Carrie. The purse is 100% silk except for the brass closure, and dates from the 1930s. Shoes are an Old Navy clearance item. I’m sure you’ve noticed I use Old Navy basics in a lot of my outfits and here’s why: after our Borders closed up shop and left town the building sat vacant for several months and ON moved in. Their clothes fit me well, the store is about a mile from my house, and everything is really cheap. We don’t have a lot of clothing options in town so the combination of cheapness, closeness, and simplicity make it kind of a go-to shop when I need basics.
This last week has been pretty hard, maternity-speaking. I’ve been living with a migraine for the last 8+ days and the unique combination of excruciating pain and barfing has made life extra crappy. Hormone fluctuations give me the worst migraines so it’s just to be expected. I’ve also spent the weekend solo parenting while Anthony ran the Tough Mudder in Tahoe with a group of friends. Fortunately Isobel has been (for the most part) a champ. We managed to have a fantastic girls’ weekend in between the large amounts of time I spent out of commission. When she sees me lying on the couch with an ice pack on my head she says, “Poor Mommy! I will take care of you! Let me give you rubs.” She then lays her hands on my neck and gives me the most adorable and least effective massage ever.
Aside from the migraines I’ve been really enjoying my bump. I feel so pregnant!
Although I regularly touch up blemishes on my face (I get the worst pregnancy skin and battle acne in general) I don’t photoshop my body. I feel like it’s important to show what a normal human female with her own particular body proportions looks like. You’ll never see a thigh gap from me, photoshopped or otherwise. I did kind of break my own rule today because I did edit out a particularly nasty shin bruise. It looked particularly nasty against my pasty white legs, so I consider that form of editing a public service. You’re welcome.
I was super happy to notice a faint calf muscle on my leg and in my excitement I enthusiastically showed Anthony. He was like, “Yup. That’s what a leg looks like.” Apparently I thought he’d be more excited I found the one muscle on my body, but I guess not. I’m still super impressed with myself though.